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Perambulating

Here's a shot from a couple of months back - the 24th March, 2011 to be precise. I was taking a postprandial perambulation in the Dublin 8 area that afternoon and came upon this rather colourful scene on New Street South. I stopped and stood still on the pavement with my attention pleasantly arrested by the sight of the advertising hoarding and the old house situated on the far side of a bed of blazing daffodils. For the purposes of accuracy I must record that the house and the hoarding are actually across the way on Kevin Street. Anyway, arrested as I was, I became adamant that the scene should be preserved. There was just so much colour going on (at least to my eyes) - delicious reds, beautiful blues, bright yellows and a rich green. I whipped out the iPhone, equipped as it is with its marvelous little camera, and fired off a round in a manner of speaking. You've got to admit, the resulting picture is rather pretty indeed.

Your humble shutterbug,

Brian:-)

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